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[runningred]

{{from here}}

Jay lead Alfred upstairs. His room is nothing special; a rather large bed, a workshop style bench covered in sketched designs and half finished gadgets. There's a laptop and a detached robotic hand in here somewhere. The wardrobe is locked but locks are hidden, except to someone who might be looking.

"Drink?" Jay offers, nodding to the fridge and wet-bar in one corner.

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[morethanprops]

"I will. And what could I do for you?" There's always a price of some sort.

[runningred]

Jay shrugs. "I work on commission. Pay what you think my work is worth off my tab. And I'm sure you've got skills I might be able to use. I'm only a passable forger."

[morethanprops]

Moist smiles and reaches over to stroke Jay's face,

"While I am a very good one. It would be fun to see the kind of ripples you created on the Disc."

[runningred]

"I'll bear that in mind." Jay leans a little into the touch, ever warmed by the attention. "I won't have thought you were to type for ripples."

[morethanprops]

"They can be fun to watch and I'm a tiny pebble,"

He likes knowing how the world works to know how to use it and that means sometimes pushing here and there.

[runningred]

Jay chuckles. "I, on the other hand, tend to make waves. The trick is not being there when they hit."

[morethanprops]

"Or not being seen, that's the real one to manage."

[runningred]

"Hide a face behind a mask, hide identity behind a costume and a code name." He shrugs. "On the whole, people are stupid. They don't see past bright colours."

[morethanprops]

"Don't even bother with that, take away a pair of glasses, a distinctive way of talking and you disappear. Poof, another man in the crowd."

[runningred]

"I find it's easier to go big so people don't notice the small." Jay shrugs and tugs at his white forelock. "Between this and the scars, I kinda stand out."

[morethanprops]

Moist shrugs and gives him a kiss,

"And I don't which could make for an interesting combination."

[runningred]

Jay sighs into the kiss, cupping Alfred's cheek. "Where would you like to start?"

[morethanprops]

He shifts his chair to tug Jay closer,

"Mm, you'd do well in Genua, people would think you're a sailor or pirate."

[runningred]

Jay shifts closer still, straddling Alfred and kissing him deeply. "I can certainly affect a swagger."

[morethanprops]

"Put you in a low cut shirt and some leather and no one will be able to think around you,"

Moist doesn't want to and grabs Jay's butt as he returns the kiss.

[runningred]

"Make a show of my scars and my manly chest." He purrs, nuzzling Alfred's neck. "Leather pants and long, long boots." He turns the purr into a warm, dangerous growl as he leans back, teasing a hand down is chest and splaying it over his stomach. "Who would ever notice my quiet friend when everyone's eyes are here."

[morethanprops]

He groans and traces his hand down Jay's chest before caressing even lower,

"No one."

[runningred]

"And when all eyes, and all hands..." He growls darkly, arching into the touch, "are on me, you can do as you wish."

[morethanprops]

"Oh yes,"

Moist starts kissing down Jay's chest before stroking and sucking him.

[runningred]

Jay curses richly and arches back, leaning against the table to give Alfred plenty of room. His hands drift to Alfred's hair, stoking and tousling.

[morethanprops]

He grins, running one hand over Jay's body, playing with his nipples as he uses his tongue to good purpose.

[runningred]

"You, are a dangerous man to know. I look forward to causing ripples with you." He runs a hand down Alfred's back, strong and sure as he grinds against him slowly.

[morethanprops]

(OOC: Maybe fade these two as they go at it?)

Moist looks up with a smirk, Jay is fascinating and will keep him busy in the future.

[runningred]

{ooc: works for me. Let me know if you do feel like going on an adventure with them. I think they could be a very dangerous team. In all the best ways.}

[morethanprops]

(OOC: I'd definitely be up for it though now sleep calls. Would you post this?)